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for my big brother.Later in the night, she wakes with hunger pains, a feeling not at all unfamiliar, but still quite unexpected, for she had long forgotten about them since her initial days of starvation, and she realizes without surprise that, masochistic as it may sound, she does miss the feeling quite a bit.for my big brother.
She feels rather sick with all of the expected aches and pains of malnutrition and the feeling of more than a handful of uncared for injuries revived: she is inhumanly fatigued and her head pulses with a near migraine once again, her bad ankle throbs, a burning sensation adorns the surface of her newest injury, a small but
in Perspectives on 7/7/08
Sometimes.It is two fifty-seven on a Thursday morning, and sometimes she sits in her bed, legs propped up on the mattress as her body doubles over in a slouch as mournful as the day your favorite houseplants withered away in your hands though it stormed so plentifully beyond your humble walls; as morbidly morose as the evening you watched that little moth, barely full-fledged he must have been, meet his life's goal only to barter away his own life for its fulfillment though despite this small tragedy, your unruly guests continued to laugh upon matters more ironically unforgiving than at all amusing, and doubled over, she listens for the silence of theSometimes.
in Surrealism on 6/27/08
Metaphysics of Realities-Conc.5. ConclusionMetaphysics of Realities-Conc.
Ultimately, one can only perceive of his surroundings through his own subjective vision, however near-sighted it may be, for it is essentially impossible to know the Ideal of the Objective as it truly is. Surely, the Ideal of the Objective is just that -- an ideal and nothing more. While an ideal, as stated by Plato, contributes to one's perceptions in the form of knowledge, it is only by contributing to one's exercise of reason that an Ideal can do so, and it is therefore only knowable symbolically, for even if a man were omnipotent, apart from what is solidly and completely factual, he would not know what is
in Philosophical on 6/22/08
It Was Nothing Personal - Pt 2He sighed. "You know," he said, at last breaking the long, contemplative silence, "There really is a lack of love in the world today, isn't there, dear?"It Was Nothing Personal - Pt 2
"Dear" -- oh, how she cringed at that word. Though she had always appreciated yet never quite enjoyed Daniel's gentleman-like politeness towards her, something about it had always bothered her; something about it had always made things seem not quite right. Perhaps that was what had caused her affection for him to begin to falter. While she had always dreamed of a man who had a certain Victorian quality about him, she had not much considered what such a thing truly would h
in General Fiction on 5/18/08
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The art of FencingThe art of fencing is just that – an art. It is a dance of death, a flurry of shining blades, a patter of light feet, a strident clash of metal on metal. And it is a learning experience. Every time your opponent falls into a pattern, it gives you a chance to think – is it a trap, where as soon as you lunge you will fall prey to your masked enemy’s rubber tip, or is it inexperience, a fatigue-induced mistake? You take the chance and, either way, learn something new. That breathless moment where you feel your point hit true, the blade bending, is worth every hit you take. And when you do get hit, adrenaline pumping through your bThe art of Fencing
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I'm much more of a philosophy/literature type person than I am a science one...Though I suppose I do like to physics and chemistry, but still not nearly as much.] I am rather happy to be leaving this hell-hole for a little while though 
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. [I've heard Durham is..."not a nice town," besides the area around Duke -- "not nice" as in "watch your back or you're fucked" -- so we'll just have to see about that. 
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- Current Residence: The place with the firey hotness and the misery and the torture...[Florida...Hell..Same difference]
- Interests: Skate/snowboarding, fencing, music,art,PHILOSOPHY, WRITING, photography..anything involving swords:P
- Favourite movie: Underworld Evolution, The Illusionist, Spirited Away
- Favourite band or musician: NOFX,Rancid,Dead Kennedys,Rise Against,One:,Riverboat Gamblers,Disturbed,Lamb of God,Meshuggah,etc.
- Favourite genre of music: Hard Rock, Punk, Ska, Metal... basically anything that's like rock, though mainly the louder st
- Favourite artist: M.C. Escher [Did I spell that right?], Van Gogh, Dali
- Favourite poet or writer: Orson Scott Card, Ray Bradbury, Edgar Allan Poe, George Orwell, Oscar Wilde, Russell, Plato
- Favourite style of art: Photo manipulation I really love, but only for looking, I suck at it myself
- Favourite game: Hm... Mortal Kombat? Soul Caliber II? Fable: The Lost Chapters for now, I think.
- Favourite gaming platform: Xbox [Haha, it's the only one I have]
- Favourite cartoon character: Norb and Dag [ Angry Beavers! :D ], Invader Zim and Gir, and I love more animes than I can list here
- Tools of the Trade: My somehow extra special green and blue and red pens, big fat notebook, and occasionally my computer
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It begins with a dark glowing ember,
Something black burning its way out of me.
Searing the flesh,
Pain is the only thing I feel,
Scars all I see.
You know, with your new mob of watchers you've gotten since your DD, it makes me sorta feel good that I now seem so close to the beginning of your list that I am not even on the display page part anymore.
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"Well then, I can't allow this to become another
one of those times that I'm left in the cold, dead.
There's no compromise,
just another tie I know I need to sever."
~Disturbed~
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"We are all greater artists than we realise." -Nietzsche
"What can be said, can be said clearly. What cannot be said must be passed over in silence." - Wittgenstein
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"Because if enough people agree with you on Wikipedia, it becomes true."
-Stephen Colbert
--
"Well then, I can't allow this to become another
one of those times that I'm left in the cold, dead.
There's no compromise,
just another tie I know I need to sever."
~Disturbed~
--
It begins with a dark glowing ember,
Something black burning its way out of me.
Searing the flesh,
Pain is the only thing I feel,
Scars all I see.
--
It begins with a dark glowing ember,
Something black burning its way out of me.
Searing the flesh,
Pain is the only thing I feel,
Scars all I see.
--
It begins with a dark glowing ember,
Something black burning its way out of me.
Searing the flesh,
Pain is the only thing I feel,
Scars all I see.
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The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four persons is suffering from some sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends, if they're okay, then...
it's you. (probably)
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"Well then, I can't allow this to become another
one of those times that I'm left in the cold, dead.
There's no compromise,
just another tie I know I need to sever."
~Disturbed~
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"Well then, I can't allow this to become another
one of those times that I'm left in the cold, dead.
There's no compromise,
just another tie I know I need to sever."
~Disturbed~
--
It begins with a dark glowing ember,
Something black burning its way out of me.
Searing the flesh,
Pain is the only thing I feel,
Scars all I see.
and the feedback
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It begins with a dark glowing ember,
Something black burning its way out of me.
Searing the flesh,
Pain is the only thing I feel,
Scars all I see.
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"Well then, I can't allow this to become another
one of those times that I'm left in the cold, dead.
There's no compromise,
just another tie I know I need to sever."
~Disturbed~
wats up?
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I'm only me
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It begins with a dark glowing ember,
Something black burning its way out of me.
Searing the flesh,
Pain is the only thing I feel,
Scars all I see.
--
Cpt.Lemi~
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It begins with a dark glowing ember,
Something black burning its way out of me.
Searing the flesh,
Pain is the only thing I feel,
Scars all I see.
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› ¤ ‡ Camilla ‡ ¤ ‹
06/02 => DD
07/02 => DailyDeviant's feature
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